"All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy."
Name: Why, I'm the Joker, kiddo! Where've you been all your life!?
Aliases: The Clown Prince of Crime, most notably. Pumpkin calls me MIster J, what a sweetie! Ho, ho! Chaos is fair, ain't it? I'm an agent of that, too.
Home City: No place like Gotham!! It's where he lives, lurking, I tell you. He's atop the skyscrapers swinging and dangling by a thread. Where he is, I am, too!
Powers: I've got the smiley juice, the sharp cards, countless tricks up my sleeve. Dost thou want a pie? I've got them - hundreds of them! All laced with *snickers* well, you've got to try one to find out. Why so serious, I always ask - I etch smiles on peoples' faces with these *pulls countless, bloodied knives from within his pockets* Face it everyone - Batsy Boy ain't the only one packed. I've got the arms that go BANG at first, but after another pull of the trigger, it goes bang bangity bang instead and viola! Dead. Haha, what a catch! I'm immune to most if not all poisons of the world, and I really don't give a hoot about pain, kiddos. My mind's a wonderful place full of equally wonderful things! Oh, and contrary to popular belief - I'm more fleet of foot than Brucey. My mind too, it's loud and boisterous and flamboyant and really, what goes on in the ol' noggin is amazing! Hahaha, Bats got nothing! What else, you say? Joker venom is fairly easy to make, all you need are a couple dozen eggs or so, a little hydrogen cyanide and strychnine, and a pinch of sugar, preferably brown, but white's good too!. The sugary sweet's what gets lucky bastards to smile!
